A POULTERER LAMENTS
I once had a rooster called Ben,
but I believed Ben was a hen.
An easy mistake
any poet could make
whilst seeking the sex
and avoiding the pecks
from his beak and his claw
in the hen gender war . .
I don't think I'll try it again.
fun
ReplyDeleteHahahaha! - delightfully SILLY!
ReplyDeleteA cockscomb is the cap of a jester,
ReplyDeleteso while I have no wish to pester,
I see that you jest
'cause that's what you do best,
or possibly, do even bester!
'Hen gender war' ... so funny. Great Magpie.
ReplyDeleteSo long as you hadn't heated up the omlette pan.
ReplyDeleteDelightful. I can just imagine someone turning a piece of live poultry upside down in order to determine its sex!!
ReplyDeleteJust love this -- and Jinksy's comment as well. :~)
-- K
Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel
I thought you could tell by certain outward signs? No?
ReplyDeleteHa, the verification said : clueno , even they agree with me.
Giggle.
ReplyDeleteWell, this is clever..don't want to get mixed up in the hen gender war..fun!!
ReplyDeleteha ha...!!
ReplyDeleteHaha, this guys a rooster, but my poetry went the hen direction!
ReplyDeletejust wait for the eggs next time
ReplyDeleteClever...enjoyable.
ReplyDeleteFun I think the beak and talons would scare me too much to pick a bird up!
ReplyDeleteI'd believe what I was told.
ReplyDeletehehe. fun verse...yeah i dont think i will be checking...
ReplyDeleteI can just picture the whole shenanigen! Brilliant. Reminded me of our poor cat: given to us as she, viz Minouchka. It wasn't until the vet had opened M up for hysterectomy that the awful truth was discovered. She became he, ie Minouchki, minus the other bits, of course.
ReplyDeleteFor me, it was the chicken that crossed the road....thanks for the smiles Richard! :-)
ReplyDeleteyou are too funny.
ReplyDeletewell done.
Thank you, Kind Commenters. (The form of my effort is sometimes called the "Stretch Limerick" The idea is to write lots and lots of short lines so that by the time we reach the last line, the reader has lost track of what the rhyme ending of lines 1 and 2 was! HeHeHe. Isn't pottery FUN! Ooops. I mean isn't POETRY fun . . . )
ReplyDeleteLove to you all!
Very clever. I see more stretch limousines than stretch limericks--but only from the outside. Thanks for introducing me to a format I had not heard of.
ReplyDeleteI really like this one--I've always been afraid of chickens (not the fried kind, of course).
ReplyDeleteLove the rhyme...very fun Richard....cheers...bkm
ReplyDeleteGotta choose the right words. Love the rhyme. Great job.
ReplyDeleteQMM
THAT was delightful.
ReplyDeleteYou're just too good. I've added you to my blogroll.
Pearl